On August 17, 2003, I decided to go on a leisurely drive through Palm Beach. It was a clear sunny day and I thought this was the best time to go.
As I drove on the road that ran alongside the beach, I suddenly saw some small spherical objects splattering on my windshield and momentarily distorting my view of the road. I turned on my windshield wipers to clear the mess, but at that instant, my rear window was pummeled by more of the same soft objects that splattered on contact. I also caught a glimpse of someone disappearing into the nearby sea grapes, so I got out of my car for a better look at the perpetrator. He was dressed in a navy blue dress suit and had a peculiar combover, and that’s when I realized I just had an encounter with Donald Trump. The small objects thrown at my car were grapes. Why he did this, I may never know.
Similar stories have surfaced from people who had similar encounters as they too drove through Palm Beach, and that’s what inspired me to come forward with my story as well.